Tanned and enslaved beneath the sun
for some years now
Banned and saved from the gun
of some fears now

I’ve had cut my wrists and hanged myself
strangled in the dark with a thread..... this thin
But I only imagined

fiction, takes a word to jump across worlds
I only jumped through time
scheduled to look back once in a while
though it all looks fine

It is all smiles
the floor, melody  tiles
keeps buzzing, long as there is no stopping
The frames are one too many
but I can do the cropping

It does not hurt to fail
fail against a wish
When the feelings are polished


I create and relate and sedate,
compensate the debate in a state
I’m dealing, concealing then briefing the willing
so it is spinning and winning

MY POLISHED FEELING

THERE IS A MELODY, IN A HEARTBEAT
YOU MAY HAVE TO FEEL AND LISTEN CLOSER
A PERFECT SILENCE OR A LITTLE NIGHER
THEN YOU MIGHT HAVE A CHANCE

HAVE YOU SEEN RAIN BEFORE SHE FALLS TO THE GROUND?
OR AFTER WHEN SHE MAKES THE DROP SOUND?
I BET YOU HAVEN’T
SHE ONLY MEETS YOU ALONG THE JOURNEY
FOR A MOMENT BETWEEN A FINGER AND A CELLO STRING
ALL YOU NEED TO DO IS FOCUS


WE ARE TOLD, SHADOWS DIE IN DARKNESS
BECAUSE YOU NEED LIGHT TO BLOCK BRIGHTNESS
BUT IS IT REALLY A FACT? AND SHE’S NOT THERE?
OR PREPARED, AWAITING TO HOLD US
THE TRUE ONE TO REFLECT US
RIGHT THERE, ALL YOU NEED TO DO IS FOCUS.

I have a gift
She aint no stranger, Though i am to her
I think she deserves it
Maybe even worth it
Frost had once said
The end might be fire or ice
I'd lose but I still bet
My love without you would suffice

This girl doesn't care that it's August. She will wear her snow boots because she likes that they light up.

This girl doesn't care there is no music. She will dance where she wants to the music in her mind.

She doesn't care who is watching. Or who disapproves.

I wish to be more like her.
I wish more were like her.

I hope no one stifles it out of her.

No, "Sit still"
No, "Calm down"
No, "Be embarrassed"

Be you.
Be like her if you're inclined to.
Be a dancer in the street.

Why are we in a hurry?
and there is so much to worry...
When everything has already been there
And we just live it through
About the choices we care
About the moments of me and you

Why are we in a hurry?
And there is so much to bother
When the book was published long ago
And we just read it through
About the different chapters
About the ends and beginnings like the pages are new

Why are we in a hurry?
And there is so much to achieve
When the doubt is you believe
And we just cry it through
About the facts and decisions
About the lies and what is true

Why are we in a hurry?
And there is so much at stake
When the dark nights are awake
And we just count it through
About the minutes and seconds
Hack the system of life just to pretend